The Holy Grail of Self-discipline Xiawuren

"Wow, there is a new product called Huangtao Daifuku, let's go buy it!"

Satoru ignored my words and flew towards the dessert shop full of joy.

"Wait, Wu, you didn't bring your wallet when you went out today."

In order to avoid the excellent Wujo teacher being refused to sell goods by the store on the spot, I hurriedly followed.

"Hurry up, 'Mr. Magician'~"

He heard my words, turned his head happily and waved to me, beckoning me to go to his side.

"coming."

I lifted my heels up.

Where I didn't notice, the picture of Wu and I walking hand in hand was secretly photographed.

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(unknown perspective)

A picture of a man in a kimono with a ball head and a tall silver-haired man wearing sunglasses smiling at each other appeared on the table, and beside the picture was a black wooden box [-] centimeters long.

"Is that him?"

An apparently male finger was placed on the dark-haired man's head.

"Yes, it's him."

A female voice from the dark answered the man's question.

Man: "Is what you said true?"

Female voice: "Didn't you already read the item? If you are not sure, you can open the box and read it again."

Hearing this, the man shifted his gaze to the wooden box, he stretched out his trembling hand, and when he was about to touch the box, his arm trembled, and he shrank back violently as if scalded by a flame.

The man closed his eyes: "I agree to what you said, and I will participate in the 'Holy Grail War'."

He pressed his fingers against his forehead, revealing the red wing imprint on the back of his hand.

Female voice: "Remember your promise, as long as you can obtain the 'Holy Grail', then you will get what you want."

Man: "...you don't need to say more, I will definitely get the 'Holy Grail'."

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(The perspective returns to the dessert shop)

Holding a spoon, Wu tasted all the desserts on the table and finally picked out the cake that he wanted to eat the most.

He picked up a blueberry flavored Kikufu.

"Didn't you say you want to eat yellow peach flavor?"

I took the yellow peach-flavored Kikufu that Satoru took a bite and threw it to my mouth. It was soft and creamy, and there was nothing to be picky about.

"I've eaten it~ Share my favorite dim sum with 'Mr. Magician', are you super touched~"

Satoru revealed the blue eyes bent into a crescent moon under the sunglasses.

"...Well, it's delicious."

I swallowed the remaining Kikufu in my mouth.

"If you want to talk about super touching and moving, say it quickly~ Otherwise Teacher Wutiao will eat up your wallet~"

Wu was a little dissatisfied with my evasion of the important and light, he squeezed the spoon and put it on the tip of my nose bit by bit.

"It doesn't matter, I can afford you as much as Wu eats."

I don't have a needle phobia, and I have no fear of a spoon swimming in my nose.

"...Sensei Wujo should be the one to say this, 'Mr. Magician', you are so cunning."

The muttering Satoru came over and licked the cream off the corner of my mouth.

I exchanged a tight kiss with him at close range.

The soft cream that melts in the mouth, the fragrance of yellow peaches and the sweetness of blueberries are intertwined, it feels like eating fruit parfaits, no, it tastes better than fruit parfaits piled up in towers.

"Hahaha……"

After the kiss, Wu put his head on my shoulder and smiled to himself.

I rubbed my chin against his soft temples.

"Why did you suddenly laugh?"

As a result, my question made him laugh even harder, almost shivering in my arms.

"What's the matter?"

Wu's situation made me start to suspect that those desserts we ate just now contained some kind of "make people laugh" medicine, before I actually started the food safety inspection, Wu opened his mouth.

He huddled in my arms, with his face facing my abdomen, and the hot air from his jets burned to my skin through the thin fabric of the kimono.

"It just feels so good right now, 'Mr. Magician' it's so good to have you by my side."

Enlightenment stared at me from bottom to top, two little me were reflected in those beautiful, incomparable, unique blue eyes.

The two little Is are filled with all eyes of enlightenment.

"Well, it's really good."

I stretched out my hand and carefully described the handsome face that seemed to be carved out of marble with the palm of my hand.

Caressing his face meticulously, gently, without leaving any omissions, Wu also lay quietly in my arms and still let my palm pass over his eyebrows, nose bridge, lips and ears.

"Mr. Magician, you can't die~ or I'll curse you."

"it is good."

I lowered my head, gently and solemnly kissed the tip of the nose of the person in my arms.

Fortunately, the location we chose is an independent private room of the dessert shop, so no blind people come in to disturb during this important time period, and I can comfort the restless cat to my heart's content.

"Why don't you call me by my name, Satoru?"

I held a small piece of cake that was cut into the mouth and sent it to Wu's mouth. He leaned lazily on my shoulder, only opening his mouth, chewing, and swallowing, without even moving his fingers.

"Yokohama gave me a very bad premonition. I always feel that if you call your name 'Mr. Magician', something bad will happen."

Satoru's voice was muffled as he chewed the cake, but luckily my ear was very close to his mouth, so I could still hear him clearly.

"Because the city of Yokohama has a problem with Feng Shui."

I don't care to use my tongue to help wipe off the cake crumbs from the corner of Goto's mouth.

"Then let's stop coming to this place in the future~"

"Well, we can only wait until the end of the 'Holy Grail War'. After all, I am still the adjudicator now, and leaving my post without authorization is not acceptable, Wu."

"Tsk, after that, you have to bring me with you when you come to Yokohama."

"Okay, even if I refuse you will follow."

"Hmm~"

Satoru showed a smug expression, completely indifferent to whether his actions violated the wishes of others.

While Satoru and I were making love at the dessert shop, members of the Armed Detective Agency were also discussing the 'Holy Grail War' and the 'Judger'.

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Armed Detective Agency

Due to the confidentiality of the next conversation, Kunikida, Atsukun and Kyoka-chan, who were still present before, were sent out with excuses, and only Edogawa Ranpo, Dazai Osamu and Fukuzawa Yukichi remained in the president's office. discuss.

Edogawa Ranpo: "That 'magician' is really cunning. Except for some news about the 'Holy Grail War', there is basically no gain."

Osamu Dazai: "Indeed, the information we got from him is not as important as what we got from the magician."

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "That 'magician' has participated in many battles, and is basically on par with Gojo."

Dazai Osamu: "That is really experienced."

Edogawa Ranpo: "Dazai, didn't you hear anything from the monitors you put on them?"

Osamu Dazai shook his head: "The conjurer can't get close at all, and the monitor can't be put on. As for 'Mr. Magician', the monitor has completely lost its effect on him. I suspect there is something interfering with him."

Edogawa Ranpo: "It's really cautious."

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "Don't make random steps."

Edogawa Ranpo: "I know the president, I will be careful, the current situation is still unclear, I will pay attention to my seat belt."

Edogawa Ranpo: "But Dazai, do you really want to resurrect someone? You actually hid the news that you also have an admission ticket."

Osamu Dazai: "Because I was also taken aback when I found the imprint. I thought it was a ticket for Huangquan Hirasaka. I'm really disappointed."

Edogawa Ranpo: "You'd better not do anything harmful. Now there are three masters in the detective agency. The situation is beneficial to us, but there is no guarantee that this situation will continue."

Osamu Dazai: "Hey hey hey~ I will keep myself safe."

Edogawa Ranpo: "Hmph, you'd better remember what you said."

Dazai Osamu: "However, I didn't expect that the little dwarf is also one of the masters, and there is also a servant of a beautiful girl. I'm really jealous. I don't know who my servant will be?"

Edogawa Ranpo: "Ranpo-sama will definitely summon the servants before Dazai."

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "Random steps, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

Edogawa Ranpo: "Don't worry, President, I will make all-out preparations before summoning the servants. I already have an idea of ​​an object that stores a lot of energy."

Dazai Osamu: "As expected of Mr. Ranpo, the speed is really fast."

Edogawa Ranpo: "Of course, I am the world's number one detective, Ranpo-sama!"

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(at the same time)

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"I have a silver plate, so I don't need a 'Holy Grail'~"

The green-haired girl holding a white skull was sitting on a red French chair, her slender back leaned on the protruding cushion, obsessively stroking the skull in her hand, without giving the middle-aged man opposite her a look.

"Hey, sister Salome, whose head is this?"

The little blond girl in a lolita dress stood aside curiously, half a meter away from the girl.

"It belongs to John~ because I like John very much, so I specially asked my father to cut off his head and put it on a silver plate~"

Hearing this, the blond little girl's face seemed to stiffen.

"...So the silver plate that Sister Salome mentioned is used here?"

"That's right~ Because John's head is so cute, it's best served on a silver plate~"

Having said that, the green-haired girl held that white head in front of her eyes, and kissed it obsessively and frantically.

Then the girl with a wild smile turned her body behind her.

"Hey~master~ Salome likes master~Let Salome put your head on a silver plate too~ okay~na~master~~"

The purple charming eyes locked on Nakahara Chuya's body. He stiffly pressed down his hat to block the other party's sight from looking at him, then bent his knees and knelt on the carpet on one knee.

"Boss, please give me instructions."

The author has something to say: Salome is cute, I like her tone and madness so much (drool)